Folk Horror Novel

1 民 The First Taboo Among the People BanditMystery4.5M Wordsongoing 478.2kReads9.4Score58.5kShelves

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This book fits the folk horror genre very well, and the plot is very coherent [Love]. It is also a novel that I have been following!

2 村 Ghost Stories in the Countryside Lan Ziqicompleted —Reads9.2Score—Shelves

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Horror in the Village, a very interesting horror thriller, dark and heavy! ! ! I strongly recommend it! ! !

7 东 Collection of Northeast Folk Ghost Stories Light Rain Asks Cold WindMystery1.1M Wordscompleted 66kReads9.4Score8.9kShelves

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Love folk horror dash! After reading these three supernatural books, I dare not walk at night! 1. "Collection of Northeastern Folk Ghost Stories" In the Northeast Kangtou, 46,000 people listened to the "Chu Ma Xian" telling real ghost stories. 2. "The No. 1 Folk Taboo" is a "don't touch" rule passed down by the elders. Breaking one will lead to evil. 416,000 People follow it and are even more afraid of missing it. 3. "Collection of Tales from the Netherworld" Each of the strange things fished out of the Netherworld contains a reversal of reasoning. 593,000 People have read this book and gotten chills down their backs. (Who is starting to panic now that they think of the "taboos back home"?)

9 午 Midnight Ghost Market, the Living People Avoid It Wine-Eating Monkcompleted —Reads9.1Score—Shelves

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My palms were sweating and my heart was racing. The plot was so compact and exciting that I couldn't stop watching it.

13 鬼 Ghost Face Nuosheng Gate Qianyuancompleted —Reads8.3Score—Shelves

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I always feel like there are a pair of eyes looking at me [petrified] [petrified]

33 灵 Supernatural Paper Shop Weird Theorycompleted —Reads8.8Score—Shelves

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😨😨😨I feel numb, I feel numb, I feel numb immediately after watching it! That creepy feeling spread from my scalp to the soles of my feet

35 我 I Have 36524 Folk Horror Stories Nalan XiMystery2.3M Wordsongoing 49.5kReads7.9Score4.5kShelves

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③A collection of stories that record various strange events, strange stories, and fantasy stories, with a variety of themes

39 地 The Underworld Calls Me Mr. Little JadeMystery3.3M Wordscompleted 255kReads9.6Score36.6kShelves

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On the night of the Ghost Festival, a deaf mother-in-law delivered a baby to a pregnant woman who died unexpectedly. The baby looked in the direction of the underworld at first sight. On the night of Jiudaogou, even the ghosts shivered with cold. The deaf mother-in-law squinted her eyes and calculated: "On July 15th, I knocked on the door at midnight. It's the ghost of the dead who came to ask for help." Uncle Li held a dry cigarette in his mouth and pushed up his reading glasses: "Midwife? Deliver a dead person?" The abdomen of the female corpse in the yard was squirming strangely. When we were heating water and preparing scissors, the female corpse suddenly opened her eyes and stared directly at the deaf mother-in-law. A gurgling sound came out of her throat: "The child... Can't fall to the ground..." What's even more frightening is that all the twelve immortal family tablets enshrined in the deaf mother-in-law's house were turned towards the wall tonight. --- At night in Jiudaogou, wind and snow are frequent visitors, and the cold that penetrates into the bones makes even the old ghosts in the mountains shrink their necks and shiver. The fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month is a day that is even more sinister and filled with overwhelming Yin energy. As soon as it got dark, the deaf mother-in-law urged her son Wang San to unbar the door. In ordinary people's homes, no one wanted to bump into anything on this ghost festival night. But then, the fatal banging on the door came. "Boom! Boom! Boom!" It's not a knock, it's a bump. Dull, urgent, with a sense of indifference and death, it hits people's hearts. Wang San cursed and went to open the door. A swirling wind rushed in, stirring up snow foam all over the floor. The person outside the door, or rather the thing, fell straight in. Like a piece of hard wood, it hit the snow nest with a "dong" sound and made no move again. Wang San jumped back in fright. The deaf mother-in-law had already opened the cotton curtain and walked out, twisting a shiny old rosary in her hand. She didn't look at the human-shaped snow prints on the ground. She first raised her eyes to look at the dark sky, then squinted her eyes that had seen too many things, and silently pinched her sleeves with her fingers a few times. "On July 15th, I knocked on the door at midnight," her voice was low, with the characteristic hoarseness of an old man in the mountains, but her words were clear, "it's a dead ghost who came to ask for trouble." At this time, the door of the next door creaked, and Uncle Li walked over wearing a half-worn military coat, holding the copper pipe pot that he never left his body in his mouth. He knelt down, using the dim light from the room, and used the cigarette rod to push the snow away from the man's face. It was a young woman, her face was blue and white from the cold, and she had long since lost her breath. But the strange thing is that the thin clothes on her body have a high bulge on her abdomen, and the bulge is actually squirming slightly and rhythmically at this moment. Uncle Li pushed up his reading glasses that slid to the bridge of his nose, took a sip from his already extinguished cigarette holder, and said, "Midwife? Midwife a dead person?" Even for a rough guy like Wang San, his scalp also exploded at this moment. The wrinkles on the deaf mother-in-law's face deepened. She didn't answer. She squatted down and pressed her skinny hands on her squirming belly through her clothes. Cold, stiff, but something was definitely moving down there, struggling to get out. "Carry it into the West Room," the deaf mother-in-law stood up, her tone unmistakable, "San'er, heat up the hot water and prepare scissors, hurry up." She turned to Uncle Li and said, "Old Li Tou, could you please go to my hall and see what the immortals mean." The West Room is where the deaf mother-in-law usually handles "evil things". It has a faint smell of herbs mixed with incense all the year round. The female corpse was placed on the kang covered with old cotton mattresses, and the squirming in her abdomen became more and more obvious. Wang San trembled as he brought hot water and scissors, the rim of the basin made a clicking sound. Just when the deaf mother-in-law wiped the cold hands of the female corpse with a hot towel and was about to take action, the eyelids of the supposedly dead corpse on the kang suddenly trembled, and then opened suddenly! There was no dilated gray in the pupils, but a pair of extremely dark and deep eyes, staring straight into the deaf mother-in-law's face. The female corpse's purple lips moved, and a "gurgling" sound came from her throat, like the sound of a broken bellows. She squeezed out one word at a time: "The child... Can't... Fall..." Before she finished speaking, Uncle Li, who had gone to the main room to see the immortal family's memorial tablet, stepped in with a rare solemnity on his usually steady face, and even a trace of imperceptible surprise. He did not look at the female corpse on the kang, but said solemnly to the deaf mother-in-law: "Old sister, the memorial tablets of the Twelve Immortals' Family... Are all turned, facing the wall." The room was frighteningly quiet for an instant, with only the white steam evaporating from the hot water in the basin twisting silently. The wind outside the window howled even more shrillly, beating the window lattice like countless hands scratching. At the entrance of the hall where twelve orthodox immortals are enshrined with four beams and eight pillars, the tablets turned their backs on their own. What this meant was clear to both Deaf Granny and Uncle Li. The female corpse lying on the kang, with her belly twitching and her eyes open in warning, was probably not carrying a "child" that could be easily delivered. At this moment, the squirming in the belly suddenly became violent, as if something was impatient to break through the barrier of death and come to this ghost festival night where the wind and snow were blowing and the fairy family retreated.

40 茅 Mao Shu's Sneaky Eye Ye Yucompleted —Reads8.7Score—Shelves

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That's because I'm cowardly! ! [Petrochemical][Petrochemical][Petrochemical]

60 最 The Last Debt-Ridden Snake Keeper It's Impossible to Have Twocompleted —Reads8.1Score—Shelves

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Now I keep my eyes open until dawn, and I feel unsafe even if I turn on the light in the middle of the night! [Petrochemical][Petrochemical][Petrochemical]